“She parts her lips and her lithe tongue wraps around the tips of my fingers. Takes the piece of cake from me into the warm soft interior of her mouth.”
A vignette about the joys of feeding.
Literate Kink
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“The texture of come changes once it leaves my body. It’s cloudy at first, streaked with white. Thick and clinging. It will stick to skin. Coat throats. Slick fingers pleasantly.”
A vignette about the many and varied properties of come.
“We fucked in one of those sunbeams. The moss was soft, springy. Oozing wet. She took off her dress, unbuckled her jeans and pushed them down.”
A vignette about fucking in the forest.
A brief overview of sexy shows at the 2019 Edinburgh Fringe Festival.
“From the moment I start to touch her until the moment we are done she moans in a throaty, regular rhythm. Her eyes are shut, her head thrown back.”
A brief list of observations on varying female coital vocalisations.
A personal essay on the experience of being both neurodivergent and kinky.
“She fumbled with my belt. I undid it as she pulled down her shorts. Urgent now. She bent forwards and I found that part of her with the tip of my cock.”
A vignette about fucking in a very public place.
Thoughts on the current state of sex robots, and on their hypothetical potential.
“Her cunt, however, is inert. It is quiet, unchanging. A smooth and closed-seeming entrance to her body…”
A vignette about quietly observing someone’s cunt.
An examination of Poundland’s “Nooky” range of budget sex toys.